Permit me to describe to you what plans I have in store. You see, some slaves slurp my boots, others are my cucks, some even act as human toilets. But you will simply be banished underground for the rest of your life. Not in a cozy little cell, but a dirty, dark, cramped dungeon space. You will never see the light of day again. You will never receive any kind of human contact. You will simply be put in storage; ready and available at any point in case I need you. But much like most things we put in storage, I very likely never will. There will be no light, no sound, not even a toilet. On the rarest of occasions I will bless you with a moment of my presence. Itll be the only source of joy in your life. A joy you will be all but entirely deserted of it. Love this taunt while you can.
